light in tunnel

love the tainted doors, white woods & floor panelling.... cosy, discreet luxe.

is it the calm wall colour? the sofa? or the natural light streaming in?

but something about this outfit is very homey, very I-want-to-live-here.

love love the romantic, arty legs. not very practical, but how charming.

Yes i am still very into interiors.

And i think a nice home makes for a nice haven.

After all, in busy packed Singapore, it may be our last place to hide.

We are into April's close.

Gosh, I am turning 27.

For once, i am really feeling shy about my age.

I pause, with a ??? in my head, everytime someone asks my age.

I'm not embarassed, neither do i feel the need to lie/hide/evade...

but it's certainly, erm....

I dunno, like some kinda expectation & weight that comes with age.

Why?
Do people expect me to be wiser, all-knowing, more responsible, down-to-earth simply cos i've lived more years?

YES THEY DO!

Today i was at Far East Plaza...and i bought a top from Toss.

Gosh... i've been visiting this tiny boutique since sec sch days, and Joe, the bohemian-ish owner, doesn't look a day older.

He told me his shop has been ard for 15 yrs, truly an 'icon' in today's retail scene.

There are some things about FEP that i love... and this is one of them.

I love the fact that i've been hanging out there since 1994 and seriously, it has lost none of its early cool factor.

The tattoo parlours, rockers, smokers, fashionistas, A-lians & underground boutiques are still there. Incredible.

Everytime i go there, i feel lucky to be young enough to shop there.

I have spent a lot this week.

At the end of the month [ when my pay is dried up].

Not a gd sign, if u know me well enough.

And yes, it is a harbinger of bad news.

Suffice to say, I can't fit my love & need for work, marco, family, shopping, running, reading, beauty, friends & sleep into 24 hours.

So I am frustrated + struggling + unhappy + exhausted.

Where is the light in my tunnel?